"The wild grass and flowers by the Vermilion Bird Bridge, the sunset at the mouth of Wuyi Alley. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoIn the old days, Wang Xie Tang Qianyan flew into the homes of ordinary people. ”

It is said that the old things of the Six Dynasties are flowing with the water, and Haojie is gone. But the vigor of the Wei and Jin dynasties will not dissipate after all, and it still gives the ancient city of Jinling an incomparable charm, which makes people all over the world intoxicated.

Today, this ancient city, which is surrounded by most of the Yangtze River, has once again become the national capital and is planned to be the capital of the current dynasty. Qin Huai is still the same, the black clothes are still there, and looking back at the romance of Wang Dao Xie An in the past, it is an old thing from a thousand years ago. From this moment on, the ancient city of Jinling will write a new page in its history.

It is said that tonight is the Mid-Autumn Festival, the moon is flowing, and the night is as light as an eyebrow. On the glittering Qinhuai River in Jinling, the flower boats come and go endlessly, the lights are bright, and the Qinglou restaurants on both sides of the strait are shining with candles and night songs, which is even more lively than during the day. Although it is approaching, the section from Wuyi Lane to Confucius Temple is still crowded with tourists who admire the moon and watch the lanterns, lingering and refusing to return home.

In this lively crowd, there was a young man in a green shirt and a green hat who was very anxious. He was ordered by the members of his family to deliver a box of Lingxiangzhai mooncakes to the house of a ministry official in Wuyi Lane as quickly as possible, but he was blocked by this crowded crowd. He has a humble status, so naturally he didn't dare to make a noise, let alone squeeze and push, so he could only follow the footsteps of the crowd and move forward slowly, watching him hurry.

As he was walking, he suddenly heard an angry shout behind him, and then the crowd of people surged into a path on both sides, and a white-haired old man in tattered clothes walked up. But seeing the old man's sparse white hair, the coarse linen clothes on his body were patched with more than a dozen patches, and several large holes were still exposed, exuding a stench of rotten vegetable leaves. His legs trembled, he did not walk slowly, he did not pay attention to the congestion of the road, and when he encountered someone blocking his way, he stretched out his hand and pushed at the man, and behaved very rudely.

When everyone saw that the old man was old, it was not easy to deal with him, and the person who was pushed by him just scolded a few words in his mouth, so he gave up, and hurriedly avoided the side, for fear of a collision, but was blackmailed by the old man.

The little guy hurriedly protected the moon cake in his hand, and said in his heart: "This old shameless person is so uneducated." Seeing that this old guy is so old and acting so absurdly, is it possible that we juniors will teach him etiquette, righteousness and honesty?" A young man dressed as a Confucian next to the young woman laughed and said: "Respecting the old and loving the young is my eternal virtue in China. Lao Ziyun: 'Six relatives are not in harmony, there is filial piety', if the old are approachable, the young are obedient and obedient, then the world is naturally loved, why should the four words 'respect the old and love the young' be crowned with the name of 'virtue'?"

When the little guy saw the man dressed as a Confucian student, he couldn't help but nod slightly, and said in his heart: "That's a good thing, scholars really understand things much better than us." The old man squeezed through the crowd and walked towards the man, but the man didn't pay attention when he spoke, and happened to block the old man's way. The old man was not polite to him, but reached out and pushed the man on the shoulder, and the man was caught off guard, staggering and stumbling under his feet, and his head happened to hit the forehead of the young woman beside him.

The young woman snorted, stretched out her hand to stroke her forehead, but said nothing, but the man had already scolded, and opened his mouth to a series of vulgar slang words in the market. Although the little guy was messing with the housekeeper and the groom and others all day long, listening to the man's scolding at this moment, many of them were unexpectedly unheard of, and his words were very vicious, and he couldn't help but be a little stunned. Of course, he didn't know that a scholar not only understands things much more clearly, but also scolds people much more than ordinary people.

The old man ignored the man's scolding, and still walked forward on his own, and everywhere he went, there was a roar of anger. When the old man walked away, the scolding gradually subsided, and the crowd returned to its previous appearance, moving forward slowly.

The little guy was in the crowd, and it took a meal to walk out of a dozen steps, and when he looked up, he had arrived at the head of the Suzaku Bridge, and the bridge was the mouth of Wuyi Lane. But I saw that the wide bridge was crowded with hundreds of people, most of whom stopped to play on the bridge and watched the flower boats coming and going on the Qinhuai River. After waiting for a long time, the little guy was able to get on the bridge easily, and I don't know if he came up with the crowd or was squeezed up by the crowd, and for a time there were other people's mouths, ears, eyes and noses in all directions, spraying all kinds of peculiar smells of heat on his head and face.

When I was anxious, I suddenly felt that a person next to me kept twisting his body, pushing and bumping, crowding others to avoid it. The little guy turned his head to look, it was the old man who pushed people just now, and I don't know when he squeezed to his side. At this time, they were closer, but they saw that the old man was dirty and smelly, mixed with black spots and dirt, and he was a lonely old man who was not a beggar. The little guy was afraid that this old man was going to push people again, so he hurriedly frowned and dodged, but there were people in front of him and behind him, where could he hide?

I saw the old man writhing like a madman, and suddenly stretched out his hands and grabbed the little man's shoulders. The old man was not tall and hunched over, and the sparse white hair on top of his head was attached to the little man's face. The little guy was startled, and hurriedly protected the moon cake in his arms with both hands, and shouted loudly: "Don't push, old man!" The old man ignored it, closed his arms, and hugged the little guy's head and neck, pressed all the weight of his body on him, and pushed him back.

There was a burst of scolding and scolding, and many people were squeezed over. The little guy took a few steps back, knocked away several people one after another, and suddenly felt a pain in his lower back, but he was pushed by the old man to the side of the bridge, and his waist hit the carved stone railing, and the upper half of his body leaned back and reached the surface of the river. only heard a "poof" sound, and an object slipped into the water, but the box of moon cakes in his hand couldn't hold it and fell into the Qinhuai River.

It must be known that this box of Lingxiangzhai's mooncakes is already very valuable, and there is also a private letter written by his own master to the officials of the Ministry of Officials. Unexpectedly, the old man's strength was not small, so that he could not break free. For a while, the two couldn't hold each other, and they were about to fall into the river, and the others had already avoided one after another, and they were afraid of getting into trouble, but no one dared to step forward to dissuade them, but they just talked about it coldly. The little guy kept shouting, "Everyone, take a hand, I don't know this old man!"

Suddenly, someone in the crowd exclaimed, "Look under them, that's ...... Isn't that blood?" The crowd was in an uproar, and the little guy was blocked by the old man's white head, and he couldn't see the situation under him, but he felt that the clothes below the lower abdomen were damp and hot, and when he wiped it with his hand, it was all viscous liquid.

The little guy screamed, and out of nowhere, he gave up a lot of strength, and pushed the old man aside with both hands. The old man sat down on the ground, raised his head, and had a surprisingly large mouth on his face, the corners of which were almost touching his earlobes, and grinning at himself, while bright red blood was pouring out of one of his big mouths, and wet blood stains were all on his chest and legs. On this moonlit night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, on the Vermilion Bird Bridge on the Qinhuai River, the scene in front of me was extremely terrifying.

What kind of monster is this? The little guy was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but think of the man-eating monster he heard from his elders when he was a child, could it be that the blood gushing out of the old man's mouth was bitten from his body? Thinking of this, he didn't care for a while to find out if there were any injuries on his body, and he subconsciously felt severe pain all over his body, and fainted on the spot.

Looking at the old man again, he had struggled to stand up, opened his bloody mouth and looked around, and waved his arms incessantly, as if he was about to find someone to pounce. Seeing this appearance, everyone turned around and ran, and under the crowd, several people were squeezed into the river in an instant.

I only heard a shouting from far to near, but it was several nearby street seekers who heard the commotion and hurried over. However, there are too many people in the Qinhuai River area, and in this chaos, where can they move? In their anxiety to find the street, they simply waved the iron chain in their hands and swept it all over their heads, injuring many people at once, and forcibly opening up a path from the crowd. When they arrived at the Suzaku Bridge, the old man seemed to be unable to support it, and fell to the sky in a pool of blood, his body trembling incessantly, and his mouth was still open with a surprisingly large mouth.

Although these street-seeking tolerances are used to being domineering on weekdays, they are too frightened to move when they see this old man's dignity. After a long time, a man came forward boldly and asked, "You old man...... What are you, old man!". I saw that the old man was already out of breath and inlet in little air, and it was obvious that he couldn't live. As for the bloody mouth on his face, the flesh on his face was torn along the corners of his mouth, extending to the left and right temples, and forming a large slit with his mouth, and the flesh and blood were blurred, faintly revealing the white cheekbones.

After looking at it carefully, he was silent for a moment, suddenly roared desolately, turned around and ran, but there were chaotic crowds everywhere blocking the way, and he immediately flew up without hesitation and jumped straight into the Qinhuai River.

Seeing his companion jump into the river to escape, the rest of the street seekers did not come back to their senses for a while, and a black figure crossed the night sky, as cold and silent as a jackdaw, and quietly landed on the bridge. Although there were hundreds of people present, none of them could see where he had come from. But when he saw that this man's feet were sticking to the ground, he squatted down and went to investigate the old man on the ground, who was a middle-aged man with a fat figure, but his face was ribbed and bones, and it seemed that there was only skin and bones left, which was extremely incommensurate with his slightly obese figure.

When the crowd saw the coming, they couldn't help but be bold, and someone shouted, "Who are you?"

Seeing that he was rude, a street seeker was furious, and he remembered any fear? He directly slapped the man on the head and neck with the iron chain in his hand, and shouted, "The official is asking you!" Who knew that before the iron chain swept to the other party, he felt a pain in his hand, and somehow, the iron chain had been taken out of his hand and reached the middle-aged man's hand. The man casually threw the chain at his feet, and suddenly stood up straight, his eyes looking around.

Only then did they see that the man was no more than thirty or forty years old, his hair was gray, and he was piled up unkempt, and his eyes were red and swollen, as if he had not slept in several days, but when he turned his eyes, he revealed a striking light. I heard him say to himself, "Good! Good! This is the thirty-first ...... This case is getting more and more interesting. ”

The man who lost the chain shouted boldly: "What are you talking about?What kind of case?" The middle-aged man showed a mysterious smile on his face, and said slowly: "What other cases can there be? In addition to this 'face-tearing demon' right now, what other cases are worth sleeping in the open and coming to Jinling from Beiping?"

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar all around, and the people around them muttered in unison: "Face Tearing Demon...... "But in a moment, these three words have been spread ten, ten and hundred, and the entire crowd on the banks of the Qinhuai River is in an uproar, as if they are enchanted, and everyone's faces are full of horror....... In less than a moment, one person took the lead and shouted "Ouch!" and then ran away with his head in his hands, and the others also reacted, screaming and running in all directions. For a time, the entire Qinhuai River was in chaos, some were squeezed down the river, some were pushed down and trampled, crying and shouting, and the wails went straight to the sky.

Two of the street-finding handlers on the bridge had also run away, leaving one who was a little bolder and looked at the face of the old man on the ground. Sure enough, looking at the appearance of this old man's face, isn't it the most frightening "face-tearing demon" method that has been frightening recently? The middle-aged man didn't care at all about the chaotic scene around him, lowered his head again, stared intently at the wound on the old man's face, and said with a deep smile in his mouth: "Thirty-one times, you still haven't left any flaws, very good, very good...... But you don't know that the better you are, the happier I am......"

When the street seeker heard this, he couldn't help but think about it, and asked tentatively, "You...... Who is Your Excellency?" The middle-aged man finally turned his head, glanced at him, and said lightly: "Beiping catches heads, and business will not give up." He added: "The first god to catch throughout the ages." ”